Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Vanuatu and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing UT to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Dark Day,
Ultravox,
Byron Stingily,
Agitation Free,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Funky Four + One,
DJ Style,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terrestrial Tones,
June of 44,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Near,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Swell Maps,
Junior Murvin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Knickerbockers,
AZ,
Soul II Soul,
The Electric Prunes,
Deepchord,
Severed Heads,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kurtis Blow,
Oneida,
Skarface,
Basic Channel,
Slave,
Yaz,
Rapeman,
Wally Richardson,
Infiniti,
Arab on Radar,
Cluster,
Can,
Eric Dolphy,
the Fania All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Babytalk,
Surgeon,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dawn Penn,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Searchers,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
Index,
Saccharine Trust,
Panda Bear,
Nils Olav,
The J.B.'s,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.